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😱 Bethany goes to explain everything to Greg… but within seconds, things turn explosive. A fight breaks out—and what Larry does next shocks everyone. 🚔

Bethany: Greg, wait—please just listen to me for a second. It’s not what it looks like.

Greg: Not what it looks like? I just saw you with him, Bethany. Don’t start twisting this.

Bethany: I’m not twisting anything! I was trying to fix things before you found out like this.

Greg: Found out what, exactly? Go on—say it.

Bethany: He’s my brother, Greg.

Greg: …What?

Bethany: I didn’t tell you because I didn’t even know until a few weeks ago. My mom… she kept it from me my whole life.

Greg: You expect me to believe that? You were hugging him like—

Bethany: Because I just met him! Because I’ve missed years I can’t get back!

Greg: This is insane. You’re lying. You have to be.

Bethany: I’m not lying! I was going to tell you tonight. That’s why I asked you to come over.

Greg: Funny timing.

Bethany: I panicked, okay? I didn’t know how to explain something this big.

Greg: So instead you let me think you were cheating on me?

Bethany: I didn’t “let” you think anything—you didn’t even give me a chance to talk!

Greg: Oh, don’t put that on me.

Bethany: I’m not! I’m trying to explain, and you’re not even listening!

Greg: Because nothing you’re saying makes sense!

Bethany: Then ask me questions instead of accusing me!

Greg: Fine. What’s his name?

Bethany: Daniel.

Greg: Last name?

Bethany: Carter. Same as mine—well, technically.

Greg: And your mom just… forgot to mention she had another kid?

Bethany: She didn’t forget. She hid it. It’s complicated.

Greg: Yeah, I bet it is.

Bethany: Greg, please—just calm down for one second.

Greg: Don’t tell me to calm down!

Bethany: Then stop shouting!

Greg: Maybe I wouldn’t be shouting if you weren’t acting suspicious!

Bethany: I’m not acting suspicious, I’m overwhelmed!

Greg: You’re unbelievable.

Bethany: No—you’re being impossible right now!

Greg: Impossible? I walk in on you with another guy and I’m the problem?

Bethany: YES—because you jumped to conclusions instead of trusting me!

Greg: Trust goes both ways, Bethany!

Bethany: And I trusted you enough to tell you tonight!

Greg: Too late for that!

Bethany: You’re not even trying to understand!

Greg: Because I don’t buy it!

Bethany: Then what do you want from me?!

Greg: The truth!

Bethany: I AM TELLING YOU THE TRUTH!

Greg: Then why does it feel like a lie?!

Bethany: Because you’ve already decided it is!

Greg: Maybe because nothing about this adds up!

Bethany: Oh my God—you’re impossible!

Greg: And you’re—

(A loud crash interrupts them as Greg knocks a chair over.)

Bethany: Seriously?! What are you doing?!

Greg: I’m done standing here arguing!

Bethany: So what, you’re just going to walk out?

Greg: Maybe I should!

Bethany: Fine! Go then!

Greg: Don’t push me!

Bethany: I’m not pushing—you already decided to leave!

Greg: Because I can’t deal with this!

Bethany: No, because you don’t want to face being wrong!

Greg: I’m NOT wrong!

Bethany: You are!

Greg: Stop saying that!

Bethany: Then stop acting like this!

(Their voices rise even louder. A door slams nearby as someone else enters.)

Larry: That’s enough!

Bethany: Larry, stay out of this—

Greg: Who the hell are you?

Larry: Doesn’t matter. What matters is both of you need to stop right now.

Greg: This doesn’t concern you.

Larry: It does when it turns into this.

Bethany: Larry, please—

Greg: No, let him talk. Seems like everyone has something to say except the truth.

Larry: I’ve heard enough to know this is going nowhere fast.

Greg: Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it?

Larry: This.

(Larry pulls out his phone and dials.)

Bethany: Larry… what are you doing?

Greg: Are you serious right now?

Larry: Yeah. I am.

Bethany: You’re calling the police?!

Greg: You’ve got to be kidding me!

Larry: This is out of control. Better to shut it down before it gets worse.

Bethany: It wasn’t going to get worse!

Greg: Speak for yourself!

Larry: Too late.

(They fall into a tense silence as sirens begin to echo faintly in the distance.)

Bethany: …This is unbelievable.

Greg: Yeah. It really is.

Larry: Maybe now everyone will finally calm down.

Bethany: Or maybe you just made everything ten times worse.

Greg: He’s right about one thing though… this is over.

Bethany: Greg—

Greg: No. I can’t do this anymore.

Bethany: Please… just wait—

Greg: I said I’m done.

(The sirens grow louder, cutting through the heavy silence as everything spirals beyond repair.)

Bethany: Greg… please don’t walk away like this. Not when everything’s just blown up.

Greg: What’s there left to say?

Bethany: Everything. You didn’t even hear half of it.

Greg: I heard enough to know I don’t recognize what’s going on anymore.

(Lights flash through the window as police sirens stop outside. A heavy knock follows.)

Officer: Police! Open the door!

Larry: I’ll get it.

Bethany: Larry, you didn’t have to—

Larry: It was already out of hand.

(Greg runs a hand through his hair, pacing. Bethany stands frozen.)

Officer: We got a call about a disturbance.

Larry: Yeah… things got heated. I didn’t want it escalating.

Officer: Anyone hurt?

Bethany: No… no one’s hurt.

Greg: Just a misunderstanding that turned into a disaster.

Officer: Alright. We still need everyone to stay calm. Let’s keep voices down.

(Bethany looks at Greg, her voice softer now.)

Bethany: If you walk away now, you’re choosing not to know the truth.

Greg: …And if I stay?

Bethany: Then maybe we still have a chance to fix this.

(A long pause. Greg exhales, tension slowly leaving his shoulders.)

Greg: One chance. That’s it.

Bethany: That’s all I’m asking for.

Greg: Start from the beginning. No more half-truths.

Bethany: Okay… I will. Everything.

(Larry steps back, watching quietly as the storm he interrupted begins to settle.)

Officer: Looks like things are cooling off. That’s what we want to see.

Greg: Yeah… me too.

(Bethany takes a shaky breath, meeting Greg’s eyes with honesty this time.)

Bethany: His name is Daniel. And this time… I’m not leaving anything out.

(The room, once filled with shouting, now holds only silence—and a fragile chance to rebuild.)

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Ending Title: “The Truth Between the Shouts”